On the shining golden Light God War Boots, the three Chinese characters of Qin Mufeng appeared faintly discernible. On the Slema Continent, other than Qin Mufeng, no one would notice that there were words on the Divine Light God's boots. In fact, even if someone saw it, they would only think that it was a pattern on the boots. After all, Chinese was a very rare foreign language on the Slema Continent.
Qin Mufeng was writing on the Divine Light God's war boots. Half of it was out of spite, as if someone had come here for a tour. The other half was because he had seen others make God cards before and always marked the name of this god on the tablet. Therefore, on a whim, he also wanted to mark his name on the boots of the God of Light.
Time passed bit by bit. As he wiped the wings of the God of Light, traces of warm power of faith continued to tease Qin Mufeng's fingers. However, Qin Mufeng, who had been hoping for a miracle, didn't receive any power of faith.
Sigh, Qin Mufeng, who was once again toyed with by the power of faith, guarded his fingers that were constantly moving. It had failed. It seemed that his plan had failed! Although Qin Mufeng had already thought of failure when he did this, he still felt a little dejected when failure was inevitable.
Qin Mufeng let out a self-deprecating laugh. He picked up the rag that he had thrown on the ground and prepared to attack the Divine Light God statue again. However, just as he picked up the rag, a golden light spot flew from the statue of the God of Light to his body like lightning. As the golden light entered his body, Qin Mufeng felt his body heat up. His originally exhausted body suddenly felt very comfortable.
Power of faith, this was power of faith! The excited Qin Mufeng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and almost jumped up. Although this trace of power of faith was just a drop in the bucket for him, it was undoubtedly a good start. And this beginning indicated that from now on, not only could he cultivate strength, but he could also advance step by step towards the endless Great Dao!
Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Qin Mufeng slowly calmed down. As he calmed down, the Yellow Sky Three Scrolls appeared in Qin Mufeng's mind again. The image of Heavenly Venerate Huang Tian was clearer than ever. However, next to the image of Heavenly Venerate Huang Tian, there was a Celestial God wearing green armor and holding a green sword. Although this Heavenly Deity was small, it was filled with a dense killing intent.
Wind God, this should be the Wind God! To cultivate the Three Scrolls of Yellow Heaven, this Solidifying God was the first step. Qin Mufeng's mind was completely focused on the image of the Wind God. As Qin Mufeng's mind became more and more focused, the image of the Wind God became bigger and clearer.
" Wind is the greatest benefit in the world…" The words of the scripture echoed in Qin Mufeng's heart along with the ever-expanding wind god statue. Under the guidance of these scriptures, the little bit of golden power of faith slowly formed the appearance of the Wind God in Qin Mufeng's heart.
First, there was a sword. A green sword gradually appeared in the golden light. As the treasured sword slowly took shape, Qin Mufeng felt his vision turn black and almost fainted. Hurt, it was really too hurtful! However, this was because the power of faith in Qin Mufeng's body was still too little. If the power of faith in Qin Mufeng's body had reached a certain level, the Wind God condensed in his body would not be so small and it would not be so difficult.
Boom! Boom! Boom! As these three sounds echoed in Qin Mufeng's heart, the Wind God shadow that he painstakingly condensed suddenly collapsed! At this moment, the power of faith in Qin Mufeng's heart was too little! It was simply impossible to condense into the appearance of the Wind God.
Qin Mufeng almost fainted! Just as he was feeling dizzy, another golden light flew over and entered Qin Mufeng's body. As this trace of power of faith flew in, Qin Mufeng's dizzy head felt much better. After this bit of power of faith flew into Qin Mufeng's body, it merged with the power of faith just now.
Qin Mufeng did not dare to rashly use this slightly stronger power of faith to visualize the Wind God. Qin Mufeng wanted to clear his head. He looked up at the God of Light's statue and suddenly realized that above the God of Light's head, there was a golden light that was as thick as a bowl. It was like a surging river that surged straight into the sky!
Was this true? Was what I saw real? Qin Mufeng couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the God of Light's head again. He saw the golden power of faith above the God of Light's head. It was like a raging wave that was constantly flying towards the top of the Sacred Brilliance Palace.
"Pitiful, pitiful." Looking at the surging power of faith, Qin Mufeng felt very sad. He was ecstatic that he had stolen a trace of power of faith, but he didn't expect that what he had stolen was just a small drop of water in the ocean to the God of Light! One had to know that the Holy Brilliance Cathedral was only a medium-sized cathedral on the Slema Continent.
If, if I could obtain so much power of faith, I would be able to condense into the Wind God in a year, no, half a year. At that time, I would more or less be considered an expert. At this moment, Qin Mufeng's eyes were fixed on the Divine Light God's twelve pairs of wings. His eyes were filled with greed.
Just as he was greedily staring at the God of Light, Qin Mufeng didn't notice that the little bit of power of faith that had collapsed due to the failure to condense the Wind God had actually slowly condensed into a small, finger-sized God of Light under Qin Mufeng's mental control. Although the God of Light was small, his twelve pairs of wings were shining. His body was filled with endless grace.
What was this? Qin Mufeng, who had regained his senses, sized up the God of Light that had condensed in his mind. He could not help but frown. In just an instant, Qin Mufeng made up his mind. As his spiritual will moved, that tiny Divine Light God flew out of Qin Mufeng's heart.
Qin Mufeng smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart. However, since things had already come to this, Qin Mufeng could only accept it. What he needed to do now was to test the abilities of this pocket-sized God of Light.
"Go!" Qin Mufeng, who had confirmed his target, moved his mind. The finger-sized Divine Light God flew straight towards a small jade cup!
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